Sometimes I wish...

I was meaning to do a new years post a few days ago, but honestly, I’m over the hype and excitement. Six days of the new year have already passed and although I’m trying my best to have a good outlook and positive attitude, something in my gut just tells me that this is going to be a trying year.

I will however make you this promise, that I will take whatever life throws at me this year with all the courage and strength I can muster (and that is saying something!).

Melancholy-ness aside, this year marks a milestone in my life. It happens to be my final year at university. Next year (hopefully) I’ll be graduating with my law degree. I’ll be the first to have a degree in my family, immediate and extended. It’s a big deal. A phase in my life is coming to an end and a new one is going to start.

It’s actually quite a nerve wracking transition because I have been out of the working world for almost four years now. I am sure however that I will succeed in whatever I do. During my life I’ve been through many of these transitions and to some people they may have seemed like difficult periods, I have always found that things happen at certain times in ones life for a reason and it is best to just accept the hand that you have been dealt and make the best of it. Fighting change is useless.

People want to stay in their comfort zone and are rattled when these types of situations are thrust upon them, but I believe the true test of character is how you react to these conditions.

I have always been one who has just gone with the flow of life and embraced every trial and test that I have been dealt and let me tell you that so far I am quite a happy bunny.

If there is one piece of advice that I can give you for this year it would be to embrace life. The good and the bad.

Sometimes I wish I can just be more superficial and shallow and not think about thing too deeply, but then I realise that I am an old soul and the wisdom that has been granted to me is for a higher purpose.

PS. A few hours ago I was wrestling with this one situation in my life and this post was meant to be about something different and miserable, but thanks to this post I actually feel a bit healed.

PPS. I should really stop listening to depressing music like Chairlift. This band has got me emo like hell. (OK maybe I’ll just keep listening to Bruises)

Peace. Love. Happiness.